Come when the nights are adorned with the sparkle of stars,
or when the moon overflows with its gentle light;
come when the sun casts its golden threads
over the fields of wheat clothed in yellow.
Come in the soft gray twilight of evening,
come at night or during the day,
come, my love, whenever you wish,
for you are welcome, always welcome.
How sweet you are, oh love, my precious love,
you are as gentle as a dove in its warm nest.
Come to my heart and grant it tranquility and rest,
just as a bird returns to its welcoming nest.
Come when sorrow floods my heart,
or when my heart overflows with joy and delight;
come with the falling of the withered leaves,
or when the cherry blossoms and its fruit ripens.
Come with the blooming of the first flowers of the year,
come when summer shines and radiates its light,
come with the scattered snows of winter,
for you are welcome, always welcome.